A/N: And once again, thank you for the reviews and thanks to everyone who's just put me on their favorite author's lists. Just a quick reminder: This is not a serious story. It's just crazy, pointless humor. That's what I'm famous for. Well…not exactly famous, but…whatever. =)
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Chapter 3 – Puppy Love
Rogue was the first one to walk in the house. She looked pissed as usual with her trademark scowl planted on her face which was red from sun-burn.
Logan casually walked over to her. "Hey Stripes. Long time no see."
Kurt and Kitty stared at each other for a moment, grinned idiotically, and then directed their attention back to Rogue and Logan.
Rogue stood there frozen for a minute as she eyed Logan with her icy green eyes. Then…her eyes lit up and her scowl magically disappeared. In fact, a smile played on the corners of her dark purple lips.
Kitty elbowed Kurt, "Watch. She's going to crack any minute now."
"No doubt." Kurt replied.
"Is this some kind of…of joke?" Rogue stuttered as she broke into what could possibly be the largest Rogue grin in the history of her entire life.
Logan's forehead wrinkled in confusion under the clown afro as he eyed the Goth. "What are you talking about..?"
Rogue couldn't hold back any longer. She ran to the living room in an uncontrolled psychotic fit of laughter.
Then Scott and Jean came in. The look on their faces…Jean lifted up her camera that was hanging off her neck and took a photograph of Logan.
"Okay. Is this some kind of messed-up joke you guys planned on, because it sure as hell ain't funny." Logan looked pissed…in his colorful afro.
Surprisingly, Mr.-Stiff-Scott cracked before Jean. He was on the floor cackling like a hyena; tears gushing forth from under his ruby quartz shades. Jean snapped away with her camera until she ran out of film. Then when she and Scott couldn't take it anymore they ran upstairs in laughter together, while they held hands. It was a ridiculous sight to say the least.
The new mutants had entered the house from the garage door and a couple of them walked through the kitchen to the entrance-way and saw Logan, who was steamed because he had absolutely no clue as to why his students were freaking out at the sight of him. A few of the new mutants erupted in laughter; others were too tired from the trip to even pay any attention to the situation.
Kurt and Kitty were giggling like crazy.
Finally the Professor was wheeled into the house by Ororo. That's when Hank entered the room to see what all the commotion was about. "What on Earth is going on here?" Hank looked around the room until he spotted Logan. Then he blinked hard. "Mine eyes doth deceive me, for this is only an illusion. A dream. A figment of my imagination. This simply cannot be--" As Hank continued his babble, the Professor and Ororo tried to suppress laughter, but they too eventually blew up.
"Not you too, Chuck!" Furious, Logan went into the nearest bathroom to get a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He growled loudly at the sight which met his eyes. "ELF—HALF-PINT! IF YOU TWO DON'T SURVIVE AFTER I GET THROUGH WITH YOU—I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED!!" He threw the afro off and sliced it in midair. SNIKT! And within a second, the bathroom mirror was in pieces. Shards of sharp glass flew at his face and cut him…blood trickled from the wounds. He healed quickly and stormed out of the bathroom.
BAMF! Kurt and Kitty were gone in an instant.
Logan screamed out in rage. Male PMS? Even though this was only the second time that Kurt and Kitty angered him that summer—he was outraged to the point where the Professor had to use his psychic powers to calm him down. More specifically, to knock him out…before he could destroy the mansion.
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Kurt had 'ported Kitty to his room.
"I told you we'd get in trouble…" A look of worry flashed over Kitty's innocent face.
Kurt sighed. "And I told you that I would take the blame."
"Yeah, but I'm the one who put the afro on him." Kitty shook her head miserably as she went to sit on Kurt's bed.
"No worries, Katzchen. I'll tell them that I talked you into it—and I did." Kurt sat down on the bed next to her, placed a hand on her back and massaged her.
"No. I have to accept punishment as well, because it was all my fault that you missed the vacation…" Kitty slowly turned her head to look Kurt in the eye.
Kurt smiled at her lovingly; his expression was so soft and warm—Kitty could have melted on the spot. "I would have gladly given that up just to be with you." He spoke soothingly with a thicker-than-usual German accent.
Kitty suddenly felt light-headed…she melted away into his arms, and gazed up at him through heavy eyelids. Kurt leaned in and kissed her. When they paused for air, Kurt whispered the words of affection, "I love you."
"I love you too, stuffed animal." Kitty smiled and they moved in and kissed again…this time they put all they had into it. It was not aggressive but it wasn't innocent, either. They wanted to continue making-out but they knew they had to say 'hi' to everyone so soon they separated unwillingly. "We have to--"
"I know." Kurt sighed again. "Let's go."
They both stood up off the bed and walked to the door. Kurt winked at Kitty before he grabbed the door knob and opened the door…only to have Rogue stumble in the hall right in front of them.
"Rogue? You were spying!" Kitty glared at Rogue angrily.
"Uhh…I just wanted to come say hi—haven't seen you guys in forever and you just disappear in the same room together…" Rogue cast a suspicious glance at the duo.
"Hi sister! How was the vacation? You look a little…red…" Kurt blurted—deviously changing the subject.
Rogue frowned. "I've made a recent discovery. My skin doesn't tan in the sun—it burns." |1|
"I'm sorry to hear that." Kitty smiled at the Goth sympathetically. "So, is Logan conscious?"
Rogue smirked as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I doubt it. The Prof had Jean levitate him to his bedroom a while ago—he was unconscious then. Why do you ask?"
"No reason." Kitty grinned largely and then walked past Rogue. Kurt followed Kitty; closing the bedroom door behind him. They went downstairs together—walking side-by-side to go greet the others. Kitty's hand brushed against Kurt's before she took hold of his; five fingers entwining with his three. Kurt's tail was wagging happily behind him.
Rogue eyed them with suspicion as they descended the staircase. She placed a gloved index finger on her chin. "Hmm…There's definitely something going on between those two…"
"Tell me about it." Jean approached Rogue from behind, which caused her to jump. The telepath knew very well what was going on. "They're in love."
"You're kidding." Rogue's jaw dropped, though she wasn't exactly surprised. Everyone at the Institute knew that there had been something going on between Kurt and Kitty from the moment they met. It was so obvious, with the way that they always flirted with each other. Kitty had always played hard-to-get with him…it just made Kurt try harder to win her affection…he didn't give up until he did.
Jean faced Rogue and tapped her head signaling that she could, well…read minds, of course, and that she wasn't kidding. The red-head felt their vibes—the level of emotion that they had towards each other was so strong, that it wasn't very hard for Jean to figure it out.
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To Be Continued…
A/N: KAWAII! Total cuteness. And poor Logan. =P ::kisses her chibi Logan doll::
Okay, next chap—two of the new mutants are rubbing it in K & K's faces about their fun trip to Hawaii, so K & K decide to have a little revenge…sweet, sweet revenge…Reviews would be sweet. ^_^
|1| – I didn't make that up. That actually happens to me. Because my skin is so incredibly white, seriously lacking in the melanin department—I rarely tan in the sun. I burn. Poor me.
I'm not a fan of this cartoon anymore, but as I've said, I like this—I love kurtty, and as long as you keep hooking me up with reviews, I'll keep hooking you up with the chapters. ;)
